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A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.

Don’t wrestle with pigs. You both get dirty and the pig likes it.

I learned long ago, never to wrestle with a pig. You get dirty, and besides, the pig likes it.

Never explain yourself to anyone, because the one who likes you would not need it, and the one dislikes you wouldn’t believe it.

Every relationship is fundamentally a power struggle, and the individual in power is whoever likes the other person less.

The thing you hate about yourself tends to be the thing that everyone likes about you.

I get to represent somebody I don’t think is getting represented right now. The regular dude: the guy who believes in God but still likes pussy.

I draw from the well what I like. The well has both mud and water.

Love likes to extend itself. If you receive it in a book – or however you get it – then your duty is to extend it beyond.

We live in a world made up more of story than stuff. We are creatures of memory more than reminders, of love more than likes. Being attentive to the needs of others might not be the point of life, but it is the work of life. It can be messy, and painful, and almost impossibly difficult. But it is not something we give. It is what we get in exchange for having to die.

It seems like the first law of Nature is that everybody likes to receive things, but nobody likes to feel grateful.

It is not always possible to have everything go as one likes. In working with allies, it sometimes happens that they develop opinions of their own.

We old bachelors smell like dogs, do we? So be it. But I must take issue with your claim that doctors who treat female illnesses are womanizers and cynics at heart. Gynecologists deal with savage prose the likes of which you have never dreamed of.

The more ‘otter it is, the more ‘otter otters likes it

I’d rather have preparation than motivation. Everyone likes to play, but no one likes to practice.

Never tell a loved one of an infidelity: you would be badly rewarded for your troubles. Although one dislikes being deceived, one likes even less to be undeceived.

Society is one vast conspiracy for carving one into the kind of statue likes, and then placing it in the most convenient niche it has.

Nobody likes having salt rubbed into their wounds, even if it is the salt of the earth.

Everybody likes compliment.

I don’t care who likes it or buys it. Because if you use that criterion, Mozart would have never written Don Giovanni, Charlie Parker never would have played anything but swing music. There comes a point at which you have to stand up and say, this is what I have to do.

Christians. They’re determined to rid the land of any who worship the Horned One. Murdering all the druids, burning the temples, sometimes whole villages, and knocking over the standing stones. The Lady’s face hardened. This god of peace and love certainly likes to bathe the land in blood.

The emotionally sound person should be able to take risks, to ask himself what he really would like to do in life, and then to try to do this, even though he has to risk defeat or failure. He should be adventurous (though not necessarily foolhardy); be willing to try almost anything once, just to see how he likes it; and look forward to some breaks in his usual life routines.

I like taking a path into new country, and I always take the darker path. Not because it’s dark, but because there’s a secret there that you can share when you get out. That’s what I liked as a kid. That’s how I approach my work. With a face like mine, it’s lucky I have a heart that likes that.

My son likes to go see mines and electric plants, or the Large Hadron Collider, and we’ve had a chance to see a lot of interesting stuff.

Donald Trump is somebody who I think likes to mix it up and to have a vigorous debate.

Why is it that no one understands me and everybody likes me

I know some very great writers, writers you love who write beautifully and have made a great deal of money, and not one of them sits down routinely feeling wildly enthusiastic and confident. Not one of them writes elegant first drafts. All right, one of them does, but we do not like her very much. We do not think that she has a rich inner life or that God likes her or can even stand her. (Although when I mentioned this to my priest friend Tom, he said that you can safely assume you’ve created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do.)

Barack Obama likes to point to General Motors as the poster child for the job creation success of his economic policies. However, whatever your sentiments about the government’s bailout of General Motors, for every job Barack Obama ‘saved-or-created’ in the U.S. there were two jobs off shore.

I don’t think you can really trust a man who likes to dance.

For a man who likes to talk, Fidel Castro does very few interviews.

Everyone likes me, yet nobody understands me.

She likes you, she just doesn’t understand you.

There’s a place in the world for the angry young man. With his working-class ties and his radical plans. He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl. He’s always at home with his back to the wall. And he’s proud of his scars and the battles he’s lost. And he struggles and bleeds as he hangs on the cross. And he likes to be known as the angry young man.

An artist should write for himself & not for an audience. If the audience likes it, great. If not, they can keep away.

In order to inhabit a villain, you mustn’t care what the audience think of you. That’s not why you are there. You mustn’t care for a second whether the audience likes you or dislikes you. Your villain has to be way beyond that.